#killychu

‘ welcome to the Night’s Watch, i shall find you black clothes of your own. ‘

☾ – APRIL FOOLS //  ACCEPTING.   @killychu

“WHAT ARE YOU?????????!!!!” 

❝ You’re rather cute-- adorable really. A talking, yellow-- creature.. tell me, when did Midgard start getting you’re kind? I would have thought one might of mentioned such one as you. ❞ He’s not listening to the pokemon’s words, not one bit. Instead he’s poking him in the stomach and then pulling on it’s cheek for a moment. The static electricity making Thor fall into a fit of roaring laughter that makes him smile wider.  ❝ COME, creature-- I feel that we will do well side by side in battle.❞

He hadn’t noticed the other creature behind him over the sound of his bones cracking and reforming into their alternate shapes. His head snapped to the sound behind him and the wolf took a slow step closer to the tiny puff ball that could...fuckin talk. Okay...clearly somebody had drugged his water or something from earlier in the day. What the fuck was that thing? A yellow gremlin?His nostrils flared as he sucked in a rapid series of breaths, trying to figure out the scent and see if this thing was actually fucking real and not some moon altered hallucination. He trusted his senses though, and this...whatever the fuck it was... Seemed to be very real. His lip curled, baring bloody teeth as he was unsure why the over grown chicken nugget could talk.However, the little thing was actually fuckin funny. Not a squeak toy? Well if it looked like a duck and quacked like a duck... Really it didn’t look like a duck at all either. What the hell was going on with this place? “Tough?” he roughly managed out. “Naw, you look squishy.” 

             it had been a long day of paperwork and realising she wasn’t as fit as she should be, a strange noise brings her around the outside of the precinct and darcy really doesn’t expect the sight in front of her, hence the loud girly shriek and the gun pointed and the giant yellow mouse…..who just spoke? ‘ what in fresh hell are you? and how the fuck are you talking? ’ lowering her gun, darcy pulls her phone out of her pocket and takes a picture of the creature. she needed to make sure she wasn’t going crazy. looking over the creature she notices the hat perched between it’s ears, was she high? she had to be. ‘ okay, tell me what you are and i wont….i wont call the––well fuck, i am the police so that’s out of the question. ’           chewing on her bottom lip in thought, darcy crouched down to it’s height and held her hand out, a small smile replacing the nervous expression. ‘ i’m detective darcy lewis, it’s a pleasure to meet you, my little friend. ’

Yes, at first his brows had knitted together as he’d stared down at the yellow creature, curious about what it was, who it was, why it was here... but, with one glance to the creature’s tail, noting the familiar shape, he understood. “We’d make an interesting team.” A god and a rodent who could apparently speak-- perhaps he and Rocket would get along?-- would make a very interesting team.

getting used to the small bundle of caffeine addicted yellow fur is...an adjustment. especially when she doesn’t do pets. but this one? well, he has a tendency to grow on people. caroline rolls her eyes, turning to give him a half smile before her nose crinkles from the boop.❝ well i was --- until i found out that someone drank all my coffee. ❞